At this moment, when Ma Wei saw the dark candle in his hand that had been completely burned, the smile on his face was also frozen on his face, his pupils dilated rapidly, and the whole person was stunned.

"I ...... No way!! ”

"Hades...... Dark...... Candle ...... Extinguish...... Finish! ”

Ma Wei's brain was blank, and he couldn't speak well, intermittently, as if he had received some huge blow, and his breathing couldn't help but become short.

"Spiritualists, it's moving again!"

Master Yang on the side was also dumbfounded, and he didn't know why the dark candle was suddenly extinguished, but he found that the two tearing ghosts who were hovering in front of them and didn't dare to get close to them also tilted their heads at this time, showing signs of attack with their teeth and claws.

"It's over! Without the protection of the Candle, we can't fight against the Tearing Ghost!! ”

Master Yang exclaimed, goosebumps all over his body, and a strong sense of life and death crisis suddenly surged in his heart.

"What are you still doing in a daze, before they have fully launched an attack, hurry up and escape!"

Master Yang bit the tip of his tongue violently, and the severe pain made him feel a lot more energetic, and after forcing himself to calm down, he was about to prepare to escape, but when he saw that Ma Wei was still in a trance, he slapped Ma Wei in the face without saying a word.

A slap on Ma Wei's face, the hot pain instantly made the other party sober up.

"Huh? Oh! ”

"How are we going to escape?!"

Ma Wei asked with a pale face.

"Nonsense, of course I ran away with those guys!"

Master Yang replied anxiously, raised his feet and ran desperately in the direction of Zhang Fan and the others.

Ma Wei was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly chased after him.

But just when he ran out a few steps, the next second, he only felt that his arm seemed to be pulled by something, and this sudden pull almost made him fall to the ground.

Ma Wei noticed something unusual, and subconsciously looked back, only to see a man-tearing ghost with a cape, grabbing his wrist with a terrifying shriveled hand.

Seeing this scene, Ma Wei's expression suddenly changed greatly, panic appeared on his face, and he opened his mouth to send a plea for help to Master Yang in front of him: "Master Yang, save me!" I was caught by a ghost ramp! ”

But for Ma Wei's words for help, Master Yang, who was running in front, seemed to be deaf, didn't even look back, and still ran on his own.

"Bastard!"

Seeing that Master Yang had no intention of saving himself at all, Ma Wei couldn't help but curse in a low voice.

If he hadn't been rescued at this point, he knew exactly what would have happened to him next.

That is to be torn apart alive by the terrifying tearing ghost.

The white-haired young man in the team, the bodies of the three people are still lying motionless on the ground, and they can only slowly decay and stink like garbage.

Seriously, Ma Wei doesn't want to die here so aggrieved.

"Qingqing!!"

At the moment when death came, Ma Wei gritted his teeth violently, and without saying a word, he summoned his own powerful ghost.

As he shouted the name Qingqing, soon, a little girl in a white floral dress appeared barefoot.

The little girl was covered in dirt, her hair was messy like a bird's nest, her eyes were hollow, without the slightest emotion, and in her right hand, she was carrying a Barbie doll with only the upper half of her body and blood constantly flowing.

"Qingqing save me!"

Seeing the appearance of the little girl, Ma Wei's face suddenly became happy, and he hurriedly shouted.

Hearing Ma Wei's words, the little girl named Qingqing just tilted her head slightly, did not answer, but grabbed Ma Wei's arm that was grabbed by the tearing ghost with a dull expression, and then the palm gradually strengthened, and in the next second, Ma Wei's arm was torn off alive.

Qingqing took the severed arm and threw it vigorously towards the darkness in the distance.

Strange to say, Ma Wei was torn off his arm by Qingqing, but he didn't let out any painful screams, not only that, but even the location of the wound on his severed arm did not have any blood flowing out.

This scene is extremely weird.

Qingqing tilted his head, pulled up Ma Wei, who had only one arm left, and his body moved, flashing towards the location of Zhang Fan and the others, in just a few breaths, Ma Wei and Qingqing surpassed Master Yang and ran ahead.

"! ~How is this possible! ”

When Master Yang saw Ma Wei and Qingqing who suddenly appeared in front of him, he was taken aback, and he didn't understand what was going on at all.

"Bastard, you wait, we're not done with this today!"

Ma Wei's eyes were cold, and he turned his head and cursed viciously at Master Yang.

"Whew! It's not that I won't save you, it's that I'm not able to protect myself! ”

Hearing this, Master Yang sighed and said helplessly.

"I don't care, today's Liang Zi is over! Bastard, you wash your neck and wait for Lao Tzu! ”

Ma Wei scolded while running, his expression extremely gloomy.

"Your grandma, whoever is afraid of who is coming! Don't feel uncomfortable, I'm not a soft persimmon, I can let you handle it at will! I my uncle, and I will directly overturn it for you!! ”

Master Yang originally had an attitude of talking and discussing, but in the end, he seemed to be angered by Ma Wei's words, so he no longer saved face for the other party, and scolded directly.

"You Bichi thing, did you give you face?"

Ma Wei was not to be outdone, and scolded viciously.

"I'm afraid you won't make it?!"

Master Yang bent down and picked up a stone from the ground and threw it at Ma Wei's head.

But at the moment when the stone was about to hit Ma Wei, Qingqing, who had been pulling Ma Wei to escape, suddenly burst into flames in his eyes, slapped the thrown stone away, and then his figure flashed, and he came to Master Yang in a roundabout way, and raised his hand and slapped him upside down and flew out six or seven meters away.

Seeing this scene, Ma Wei looked proud, and couldn't help shouting at Master Yang: "Bastard, aren't you crazy? Come on, get up and your grandfather and me! “

"Damn....... Uncle Mud's! ”

Master Yang was covered in blood at this time, and he staggered to his feet, blood overflowing from his nostrils, and he was obviously injured internally by Qingqing's slap.

"Hmph, you trash, I won't play with you today, Qingqing, let's go quickly!"

Originally, Ma Wei wanted to continue to humiliate Master Yang a few words, but when he saw that the street lights behind him were going out faster and faster, he shrunk his neck in fright, and hurriedly instructed Qingqing.

When Qingqing heard this, she just crooked her neck and didn't say anything, and pulled up Ma Wei again and continued to flee forward.

At the same time, when Master Yang and Ma Wei were infighting, a scene happened under the street lamp, but no one noticed it.

I saw that in the darkness when the street lights went out, the terrifying tearing ghost was holding Ma Wei's half of his arm and froze in place, just when she raised her feet and was about to continue to attack Ma Wei, the next second, before she could make a move, a rope made of grass stalks suddenly fell from the sky and strangled her neck strangely.

The rope grabbed the Ripper's neck, then gradually tightened, and soon lifted her up, and she was suspended in mid-air, unable to break free no matter how much she struggled.

After a few seconds of the rope holding the Ripper, the Ripper went limp, losing any resistance.

Obviously, the unknown spirit contained in the hanging rope completely suppressed the spirit of the tearing ghost in a unilateral situation.

Almost at the moment when she lost her resistance, a burly and tall ghost suddenly appeared behind her silently, it raised its hands stiffly, and slowly grabbed the head of the ghost, and then with a sudden force, the body of the ghost turned into a sky of black gas, and burrowed into the body of the tall ghost.

The tearing ghost is dead, an incomparably terrifying idealistic ghost, an idealistic ghost who basically won't be attacked by any damage, just died in the hands of the tall ghost.

"What a bad luck!"

On the other side, Master Yang wiped the blood that overflowed from his nostrils and scolded angrily.

He didn't expect that Ma Wei would attack him at this moment of life and death crisis, which was really beyond his expectations.

"If you can go back alive, you must let this bastard pay the price!"

Master Yang's heart was full of unwillingness, and he secretly swore and said.

"Huh? Why is that tearing ghost gone? ”

Just as he finished saying this, Master Yang suddenly disappeared without a trace of the tearing ghost who was originally following him, and he didn't know where he went.

The curse of the Ripper was triggered by the five of them together, so at the beginning, there were also five Rippers, and each of the five of them corresponded to a Ripper.

After the death of the white-haired young man, the five tearing ghosts became two, one chasing Ma Wei and the other chasing himself.

Regardless of the situation on Ma Wei's side, at least now, he found that the tearing ghost who was chasing him had disappeared.

"Did I accidentally get rid of the murder pattern of tearing ghosts?"

Master Yang was stunned for a moment, and such an idea popped up in his heart.

"Yang Five-Six ——!"

Master Yang, who was originally in thought, suddenly heard an ethereal voice in his ears.

This voice listened carefully, a bit like Ma Wei calling his name.

"Huh?"

Master Yang was stunned for a moment, but then quickly reacted that Ma Wei had always called him Master Yang, and he didn't know his real name.

"Who's calling me?!"

Master Yang sensed that something was wrong and thought so in his heart.

But at the same time as this sentence came out of his heart, a hanging rope suddenly fell from the sky and directly strangled his neck.

Almost in the next second when the rope strangled Master Yang's neck, Master Yang's pupils suddenly dilated, his breath quickly dissipated in an instant, and the temperature on his body also disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye, and in less than two seconds, Master Yang died strangely.

When Master Yang died strangely, Ma Wei, who was running in front, still held back his strength and ran hard.

"Ma Wei—"

At this time, Ma Wei suddenly heard someone shouting behind him, which sounded like Master Yang's voice.

Ma Wei turned a deaf ear to this sudden shout, did not turn his head, and did not open his mouth to answer, he still ran.

"What's wrong, now you want to ask me for help? No way! Uncle, I will never save you! ”

Although he didn't speak, Ma Wei's heart couldn't help but sneer, he subconsciously thought that Master Yang had given in to him and asked for help.

I just humiliated the other party fiercely, and now I want him to go back and save him? It's absolutely impossible.

When Ma Wei was triumphant in his heart, a hanging rope hung down from the top of his head strangely and directly strangled his neck.

"...... this?"

was strangled by the sling, and Ma Wei's complexion changed suddenly.